This Week…

1. I decided I was finally going to back up my entire photo collection to Flickr, so they’ll be kept safe and cozy, long after all of my hard drives die. Only after I had paid money for a subscription, did I realize the upload speed was so slow that it would take my computer running 24/7 for 4 months to upload all of my photos. And now i’m committed to it. Commitment sucks! This is why i’ll never let myself get married. I blame Flickr. So my poor computer has been running for 4 days now, all day and all night. I feel horribly guilty. I keep wanting to offer it a refreshment or bake it some cookies to thank it for its tireless work.
2. On Monday, I planned on taking a long walk up to the hills and sit there (as I often do), and Dog tricked me into taking her with me, by spinning in circles at the door and being cute and wuffly. In a moment of weakness, I forgot that she doesn’t like me and so I brought her along. I spent two hours sitting on the most glorious mountainside with her staring up at me with absolute contempt in her eyes.

3. Too many people I love are suffering this week, through various unfolding situations. Some people I love suffer because of terrible things they can’t control. Some others suffer because their in situations where rational thinking has gone out the window. Having spent 25 years of my life thinking irrationally, it hurts my heart to see it in others. To be helpless is to suffer.
4. On the positive side, i’ve spent so much time this week reflecting on impermanence. Good things will never last, but neither will bad things. Everything passes, and that’s really quite awesome. I’m facing up to a really, really icky reality this week which is probably in my ‘top 10’ of ‘really unpleasant things that can happen to Mo‘. But honestly, I wouldn’t want it any other way. Love and grow.
5. On my ‘fun run’ last night, the moon was bright and the water in the bay was completely calm. It was absolute bliss. I sat on a rock and let a little spider crawl over my hand. So much love.
6. Yesterday I shamelessly allowed the girl at the Clinique counter to spend an hour or so giving me a complete makeover. I like to think that they enjoy doing this, so if it made her happy, I feel less guilty. In the end, my face just looked fuzzy and orange. It’s lovely to know that I don’t need to spend £150 on makeup to feel beautiful. I’m lovely and beautiful just the way I am.
7. It was Cricket @ Skukuza this past weekend! This means it’s been a year since I was in Kruger. This confirms that i’m not imagining things- this has definitely been the shortest year of my life! Probably the very best, but definitely the shortest. I even squeezed into last year’s cricket shirt to mark the occasion.
8. The cricket shirt was definitely tight, because as of today, i’m on Day 11 of Pancake Week! This means i’ve had pancakes for two meals each day for the last 11 days. At first I was ashamed of this, but now I realize that it just another thing that makes me awesome.

9. I caused a little stir on Facebook this week, by posting photos of my beautiful pet python, who i’ve had for 11 years. I didn’t expect so much negativity! A few people I love and care about made some painfully disapproving comments, which were enough to make me remove the photos. But one friend I haven’t heard from in 10 years, sent me a long message which concluded with the idea that I needed to be ‘taken out and executed’ because I kept a pet python. I wanted very much to reply that in 11 years, my morals and views on animals rights have changed and that I will never, ever keep a large python again, but that since Kitten was my responsibility now, I am committed to him and will give him the best life he can possibly lead. But I didn’t want to do this, so I ‘un-friended’ her.

10. I don’t like that I have words like ‘un-friend’ in my vocabulary now. I would love to leave Facebook. I don’t like that i’m bound to it. In the past, it’s made me quite the stalker and it hasn’t been entirely healthy. I watch my mom waste countless hours each day with her ‘Facebook friends’. She hasn’t met a friend in person for years and years. It breaks my heart. I hope I can set an example by leaving and re-learning how to communicate using such things as letters and telephones. Honestly, what I really need is for all of my good friends to join the SANParks forum. Then I could leave Facebook behind for good! I can dream.

This Could Really Be A Good Good Life…

Happy Happy Happy.

So today was a non-windy day! This never happens and the best way to celebrate it was to go and sit on a cliff, because you can’t do this when it’s windy, because you will be blown into the Irish Sea and get very hurt and wet.

So I went for a good long walk across many fields of sheep in search of the perfect cliff to sit on. I was hoping to see some sheep wearing knitted jumpers or discarded hiking shoes but didn’t see any.

But I did find the most perfect cliff. I kicked off my lovely aubergine Hunter wellies and sat there for the whole afternoon, singing, thinking, listening to seals, smiling, laughing, birdwatching, sending love across the sea and into the world and taking goofy self portraits.

I never let myself listen to music at times like these, but today I had my iPod with me and snuck in a quick listen of ‘Good Life’ by OneRepublic. It was perfect in the moment. Watching Gannets fly by.

“When you’re happy like a fool, let it take you over. When everything is out, you gotta take it in.”

I went back to the parking lot to watch the sun set. The seagulls hadn’t eaten the bag of Marks and Spencer beetroot crisps that I’d left open on my front seat, which was something else to be thankful for, given it was one of those days when you can’t help but leave all of the windows and sunroof open.

How fortunate I am to have days like this! It won’t last forever. Live in each moment. Love.

Why go Jogging, When You Can Go Twirling Instead?

I live in the countryside. It’s very dark at night. I’m trying to get healthy so i’ve been running a lot over the last few weeks. I only run at night so that no one can see me, and I avoid the main roads, so that only leaves country lanes and footpaths.

Whenever I go, I end up running face first at full speed into farm gates or stone walls, or I fall into mud puddles, trip over rocks, slip on horse poo, get snared in hedges, etc… It’s not very fun.
But tonight I cracked it. I can’t see where i’m going, but no one is around to see me either.
My iPod shuffle is currently loaded with Johnny Clegg and Glee songs. So tonight, after half an hour of ordinary walking, I started mouthing the words a little. Then my hands started going (i’m a geek by the way, so it’s okay), then I started skipping. Then maybe a little twirl here and there…
Before long, I was a cast member in Glee. I was Johnny Clegg’s backing dancer. I was totally rocking out.
I still ran into the same walls and fell into the same hedges, but I had the time of my life doing it!
Tonight I ran all the way to Port Erin, which is the nearest town. I wasn’t ready to come home, so I ran to the next town. Then I danced along the beach. Then I skipped down the dark lane home. Then I got home. Then I ran back to the beach and twirled back up the lane again. Pretty awesome for someone who has struggled to find the motivation to walk a hundred meters to the end of my road.
So this could be it. I may have found the secret to finally getting healthy and loving something I previously saw as a chore. JOY. Glee. Not only that, but this is yet another way that I can embrace my utter and absolute dorkiness and my crazy beautiful love of life.
Spin, dance and twirl under the stars and smile and raise your hands at the sky 🙂 Love love love.

Learn From My Fail

“Never say that you’ll buy someone lunch at a reasonably up-market restaurant, if they’ll go wearing a smelly Ozzy Osboune wig with little bits of garbage in it. They will do it. Especially if they’re from Yorkshire.”

Yesterday at the Sound cafe